Princess Against the World

The tall man hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"It's done!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes suddenly brightened, and he glanced in the direction of the Matcha siblings. He calmly slowed down, deliberately keeping a distance from them and lowering his voice.

"In this case, whatever I say, you just nod or shake your head... let's have a chat, okay?"

The tall man nodded repeatedly in flattery and looked at him expectantly.

His expression was as if he was being received by a head of state. He was excited and nervous, but also a little overwhelmed with excitement, as if he was afraid that he would say the wrong thing.

"Um, that's it...do you, the Shark Race, live on the sea?"

The tall man shook his head anxiously.

"Don't you live on the sea?" Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment: "But didn't I just listen to the matcha girl saying that the lamp oil you lighted should be used when the waves are strong and the wind is strong?"

The tall man still shook his head and gestured with his hand to reach a good height.

Feng Chenglin was confused: "What?"

Ling Luoyu's voice followed: "The sign he drew is a mountain!! They should live in the mountain..."

"Mountain?" Feng Chenglin became more and more confused: "Do you live in the mountain?"

Didn't it say it was from the sea?

The difference between a mountain and a sea is huge.

Unexpectedly, the tall man shook his head anxiously, but nodded vigorously.

Feng Chenglin was disturbed and asked: "Then do you nod or shake your head?"

This guessing game feels so tiring!

"Fat man, what he is talking about should be an island... Do you remember the sea area? The islands in the sea, where these shark races live, should also be that kind of island!"

The only difference is that the people in the sea area make a living from the planting on the islands.

As for the Sharks, they probably make a living by fishing on the sea!

Sure enough, after Feng Chenglin mentioned the island, the tall man nodded sharply.

There was a little bit of joy in that expression——

It is also a humble honor to be read by someone with a higher level of cultivation than yourself.

This feeling is irreplaceable and heartwarming to a slave.

"Then...can you tell me what kind of island you have there?"

"..."

With the help of Ling Luoyu's translation, the communication between Feng Chenglin and the tall man was not too troublesome.

From his description, the two discovered a very important issue——

"Haven't you, the Shark tribe, always lived on the island?"

The Shark tribe has always lived in a place dominated by water, but their ancestral home is not on the sea.

According to the tall man, their ancestors settled on the island where they live now a thousand years ago!

Ling Luoyu was moved: "Fat man, may I ask him where he lives?"

Feng Chenglin understood, but before he could ask, he was angrily interrupted by Matcha.

"Stop talking nonsense to me! I know best whether I am guilty or not... Moreover, Miss Ling has already said that she will help me complete this sacrifice... Since she wants to help me, she will naturally Come to our Sharian Clan! My good brother...are you so repelling her from joining the Sharian Clan because you are afraid that I will escape the judgment of the Fire God for this?"

With two exaggerated laughs, Matcha opened his arms and walked quickly towards Ling Luoyu.

"Furthermore, even if I am a slave, I am still a slave with a superior status... Unless you have the ability to stop me from bringing people back to the Sharman Clan, then shut up!"